This was my idea but.., why not?!
Your POV
I was walking around on the island. I've never really liked this place but, I can never leave thanks to the stupid Cursed Sea or whatever it was. I've looked for this "Demon Warlock" for 9 years now.
Flashback
I was 9 and mom and I were traveling to O'khasis to see if they could help our village. We were very poor but we seriously needed help. My father had told me that O'khasis is one of the biggest power houses in all of Tu'la! I was so excited to see it!
We had been traveling for a very long time but after a while a storm formed out of thin air. I had always loved weather and learning about it but, sometimes it's just scary. My mother told me to go downstairs and I did as told. I was scared and I wasn't very happy.
About and hour later we found land but it was in the middle of nowhere. I searched for my mother but I just couldn't find her! "Mom!!" I shouted. No answer. "Mom!!!" I shouted again. No answer. At this point, I had tears in my eyes. I kept walking. I saw a body washed up on the shore. I was hoping it was someone else on the ship. (Sorry for the selfishness but you were only 9)
I get closer to the body and I could see it was a woman. But not just any woman...
It was my mother...
I cried and cried and hoped she was alive. I checked for a heartbeat but there was nothing. That only made me cry more.
End of Flashback
I had found a village not long after that and they said to seek out the Demon Warlock. But I've never found him. I have felt a weird presence lately though.
During the time I've been on this island, I found out I am a demon as well. The only thing is, is that I don't know if it was my mom or dad who was the demon. It's not a bad thing, it's just... I wish I knew.
It's been 9 years since I've seen my family. I wish I had stayed home with my two older brothers. But it's been so long that I can't even remember their names.
I've seen many imps. The worst part about those stupid imps are that a lot of them have taken form of my mother or other people I cared about on the ship. I was the only survivor. I found all their bodies and I cried for many days.
I've always wondered how my life would've been if I was back at home. Would I have been sad? Would I still be alive? Have they gone to war? Has the village starved? Would I have found love?
As I was asking myself questions I heard a rustling in the bushes. I unsheathe my sword and grasp it firmly in my hand.
"Who goes there!!!" I scream. No answer. More rustles. "I said WHO GOES THERE!!!" I say this time more annoyed. Someone jumps on top of me and puts their sword to my neck.
"NICE TRY! BUT YOUR DISGUISE CANT FOOL ME! EVEN THOUGH I HAVE TO ADMIT THIS IS THE PRETTIEST DISGUISE YOU'VE HAD IN A LONG TIME!" Said the man.
"GET OFF ME BEFORE I--" "BEFORE YOU WHAT?! IM NOT LETTING YOU GET AWAY THIS TIME! IVE CONJURED UP A POTION THAT MAKES A BARRIER AROUND THIS SPECIFIC AREA! YOU ARE SO STUPID AS TO CAMP AROUND THIS AREA FOR LONG! WHAT WERE YOU TRYING TO DO?! LURE INNOCENT MEN USING THIS BODY SO YOU CAN TURN THEM INTO IMPS?! YOU DISGUST ME!!" Interrupted the man.
"UGH!! GET OFF ME!!! IM NOT A STUPID IMP!!! WHO ARE YOU EVEN ACCUSING ME OF BEING?!" I scream at the man.
"OH SHUT UP!!! YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT!! I WILL END YOU DEMON WARLOCK!!!" He said.
I paused for a moment. I need this guy's help.
"Look, I'm not the Demon Warlock. My name is Y/N L/N. I was stranded here 9 years ago by the Cursed Sea. I'm looking for the Demon Warlock so I can get off this stupid island." I say calmly.
